The Wanderings of Persiles and Sigismunda: A Northern StoryCervantes Saavedra, Miguel de
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The Wanderings of Persiles and Sigismunda: A Northern Story
Cervantes Saavedra, Miguel de
Spanish fiction -- Translations into English; Voyages and travels -- Fiction
"'Then, my friends'," said I, 'arm yourselves, and if these are
pirates, show the valorous spirit which has led you to abandon your
nets in search of fame.' We crowded all our sails, and in less than
two hours were alongside the ship, which, as if taken by surprise,
offered no resistance: about forty of my men boarded her, but found
no occasion to use their swords, as she contained only the mariners
and some serving men. Looking about, we found in one of the cabins,
two persons, closely confined by the neck in a sort of iron stocks,
and separated from each other scarcely two rods; one was a man of good
mien; the other, a woman possessing a considerable share of beauty. In
another apartment we found a rich couch, on which lay a venerable old
man, whose air and manner at once commanded respect. He could not leave
his couch, but he raised his head a little, and said, 'Sheathe your
swords, gentlemen, for in this ship you will find none to resist you;
necessarily then you must try your fortune in this exercise in some
other quarter; but your coming will be fortunate for you, not because
the ship has wealth wherewith to enrich you, but because I sail in her,
I, who am Leopold, king of Norway.'[G]
"On hearing him speak thus, I felt a desire to know what events could
have happened to bring a king into such a defenceless situation;
going to him, I asked if this was true that I heard, for although his
appearance and noble demeanour well agreed with his words, yet the
scanty equipage of his vessel made it difficult of belief. 'Sir,'
replied the old man, 'order your people to be quiet, and listen to me,
for in a few words you shall hear great things.' I commanded silence,
and my companions and I listened attentively to what he wished to say,
which was this:--
"'It pleased Heaven to make me king of _Norway_;[H] my ancestors,
likewise, were kings of that land, and they had ruled as their
forefathers did, without tyranny or any other innovations. Early in
life I married a wife, who was my equal in rank; she died, and left me
childless. Time went on, and still I remained contented in my widower's
state; but for my sins at length I became enamoured of a lady who had
been one of the attendants of my late wife, and who might now be a
queen, instead of a prisoner in those stocks, where you must have seen
her fastened. She then, thinking it would be unjust not to prefer the
curling locks of one of my servants to my grey hairs, fled with him,
and not only felt a pleasure in thus dishonouring me, but conspired
also with him to take away my life; so that, had I not been timely
informed of her plots and machinations, my head would have been off my
shoulders in the twinkling of an eye, and theirs crowned, as sovereigns
in my place.
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